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My two cents: I was ashamed to admit my feelings of hopelessness to myself or anyone else. It felt like a glaring character flaw, a damaged human being to me.
My childhood was dominated by hopelessness in the face of my narcissistic caregiver. There was no way to win, to be left alone, to escape the abuse.
To a child a parent can be a giant, a monster. My abuse started at an early age before my brain had a chance to develop.
Hopelessness and helplessness can be awakened by stress, loss and tragedy.
My wellbeing depends on my awareness and mindfulness skills.
Dissociation in its most basic description, is leaving this present moment to think about the past or future
Dissociation leads me towards hopelessness, inflames doubt, worry, fear, anxiety and anger inside me. Triggers explode if our PTSD is active.
Staying present extinguishes that flame.
Visually, I have learned to look and see without judgment as I focus intently on my breath.
One path leads to suffering, the other brings you to this present moment.
This present moment is all we have, then we move to the next moment, nothing more.
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PTSD - A Way Out.com 